It's too late to cry
The past is dead
The future alone
Charms instead
And pulls towards gifts
of Imagined delight
As past is wrong.
What's ahead is right.
So smile now
Suck back the tears
Stand up straight
And face your fears
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That's the spirit! Good for you, Well espressed, And beautifully, too